“It’s the same story the crow told me
It’s the only one he knows
Like the morning sun we come
and like the wind we go
Ain’t no time to hate
Barely time to wait
Woah oh what I want to know oh
Where does the time go”

R.Hunter

My fave poet

Tim

Aw, Lovedly,
You've said it all, and very well.
Lav

This is some of your best work.

Poignant and simple in its beauty.

Love & hugs Sis xox

never penetrate the veil between this plane and the one after death, we can at least wish our loved ones well on their incomprehensible journey. Who knows? They may be out there laughing at our feeble attempts to stave off the inevitable
end to live in a body racked with disease, infirmity for just a few more years, because we are afraid of the unknown.
Your thoughts are always here with me, and I wonder. ~ Geez.
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